Followed you on board?
That dog never came over the side.

He came through a port-hole, and he never came through by himself.

That nigger of yours, I'll wager, had a hand in the helping.

But let's have done with beating about the bush.
Give me the dog, and I'll say no more about the cat." "Seein' you believe what you believe, then you'd be for compoundin' the felony," Daughtry retorted, the habitual obstinate tightening of his brows showing which way his will set.

"Me, sir, I'm only a ship's steward, an' it wouldn't mean nothin' at all bein' arrested for dog-stealin'; but you, sir, a captain of a fine steamer, how'd it sound for you, sir?
No, sir; it'd be much wiser for me to keep the dog that followed me aboard." "I'll give ten pounds in the bargain," the captain proffered.
"No, it wouldn't do, it wouldn't do at all, sir, an' you a captain," the steward continued to reiterate, rolling his head sombrely.